I Almost Am

(альбом: Don't Listen To The Radio - 2009)

From the moment that she buckles up*
She's playing DJ in my pickup truck
She changes stations to her rock 'n' roll
And I would never think to tell her no
She leans in close, and kisses on my cheek
I'm swerving down the road
Goosebumps down to my feet

I'm just a blue jean, red wing kinda guy
Getting better at barely getting by
Just a good 'ol boy, I don't know why
She hangs around with me
I don't have much that I can give
But so much life I've yet to live
That takes the miracle she is, to understand
She takes me by the hand and loves me for the man
I Almost Am

If I really save my pennies right
I'll buy that diamond ring she swears she doesn't like
I tell her someday soon, we'll live all our dreams
And like a Sunday congregation she believes
Now I'm still not
All that I can be
But I won't stop
'Til I'm everything she needs

I'm just a blue jean, red wing kinda guy
Getting better at barely getting by
Just a good 'ol boy, I don't know why
She hangs around with me
I don't have much that I can give
But so much life I've yet to live
That takes the miracle she is to understand
She takes me by the hand and loves me for the man
I Almost Am

And I know someday
I'll get that house outside of town
But she reminds me always
That she don't care about that stuff
She won't forget she fell in love

With a blue jean, red wing kinda guy
Getting better at barely getting by
Just a good 'ol boy, I don't know why
She hangs around with me
I don't have much that I can give
But so much life I've yet to live
That takes the miracle she is to understand
She takes me by the hand and loves me for the man
I Almost Am

And I Almost Am